Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Waiting for Bai Zhen to wake up in a daze in the morning.

I saw that the young man was sitting on the sofa refreshed, and he was holding the book "Quick Transmigration: The Lord God Was Pressed by Me - Those Years Under My Body" last night. Looking at the thickness, I have read most of the book... …

He seemed to have just taken a shower, and his light blond hair was still slightly damp.

Hearing Bai Zhen's door opening, he looked away from the book and rubbed her stomach, "Hungry."

Bai Zhen: Did she really raise a son?

Is it her responsibility to eat and sleep?

Bai Zhen rolled her eyes at him and went to wash herself.

When everything is packed and ready to go out.

She just said to the boy, "Let's go."

Xun Feng got up and followed.

Heart of beauty in everyone. Tall, thin, handsome mixed-race guys and cute-looking girls walking together always attract the attention of many people.

The teenager copied his trousers pocket with one hand, followed the girl carelessly, and with the other hand gently pulled up the girl's hair that was scattered behind him, and played with it boredly at his fingertips.

Bai Zhen didn't stop him.

Because she felt that soon, she would be able to get rid of this dog skin plaster.

Bai Zhen bought two pancakes on the side of the road and handed one to him.

The young man took it silently, with a strange look on his face.

"I don't like burritos," he said solemnly.

His breakfast is usually coffee on toast.

Bai Zhen also gave him a strange look.

"Don't eat it, I'll eat it myself."

She said that she was about to reach out and grab it back, but the boy turned to avoid it, lowered his head and took a bite. "I didn't say I didn't like eating Chinese burritos."

After the boy said this, his chewing action paused.

Deep blue eyes stared at the 'burrito' in his hand, then lowered his head and took a bite.

Then……

Bai Zhen just watched what the young man said he didn't like to eat, and took one bite after another.

After eating, he looked at her contentedly and said, "What kind of stuffing is in this, it's really fragrant."

Bai Zhen:  …

after a long time.

When Xun Feng returned to the United States, when he saw someone holding a freshly baked burrito in his hand, he would always say, "Ipromise, the Chineseonetastesthebest."

In his opinion.

Things that look the same, taste very different.

This may be the legend...

One of the oriental witchcraft.

But that's all for later.

At this time, he was following behind Bai Zhen, walking towards her school.

Bai Zhen: "It's dawn, and you're full for breakfast. I said Jack, should you go too?"

The boy stood there, raising his hand and pointing at the ice cream shop beside him.

"Want to eat that."

Bai Zhen held her forehead. Looking down at his watch, there are fifteen minutes left for class.

"You eat ice in the morning? Buy it yourself, I don't have time."

The teenager ripped off the corner of her clothes, "I'll leave after eating. I like that very much."

then. Bai Zhen gave in again and again.

"What flavor do you want?" she asked.

The teenager tilted his head, his eyes stayed on the strawberry earrings on her small earlobe for a second, and replied lightly, "Strawberry."

Bai Zhen glanced at him.

The #1 killer likes strawberry ice cream?

Combined with his tall physique, deep eyebrows and outstanding appearance...

There is an inexplicable contrast.

The boy waited obediently outside the store.

Bai Zhen came out with the ice cream, thinking that she could finally get rid of this brown candy and let her calm down and make a plan for this plane.

Suddenly, a light golden soft top appeared in front of him.